ABOUT
THE AUTHOR
Don't hate me because I'm crazy! [August 2006]
AUTHOR'S OTHER TITLES (54) A Rose In Winter (Poetry) Love that never bloomed... written in 1991 about a relationship that wasn't meant to be. [253 words] About My Sisters (Poetry) Life is short... just ask Doc and Judith...I am very close to my sisters and wanted to pay tribute to them... [95 words] All Hallows Eve (Poetry) ....graveyard play. [72 words] Braided Belt From Hell (Short Stories) Frustration of trying to get to work on a rainy day... [393 words] Bruises (Poetry) [55 words] Buried Alive? (Poetry) Daylight dreaming and no way out. [89 words] Chest Of Pain (Poetry) What happened to me but not this bad to make me quit smoking... it stinks, but so did I then. [69 words] Daddy Where Art Thou? (Poetry) Poem about my daughter and her birth father.... [179 words] Dear Stepdad (Short Stories) A stepson realizes what it takes to be a caretaker. [256 words] Desk Lunch Part 1 (Short Stories) A middle aged sales rep deals with the confines of her life. [390 words] Desk Lunch Part 2 (Short Stories) The same but more.... [346 words] Desk Lunch Part 3 (Short Stories) The sales rep continues with her day... [314 words] Desk Lunch Part 4 (Short Stories) On the way to postal... [303 words] Desk Lunch Part 5 (Short Stories) She has totally lost it, but you guess... [153 words] Desk Lunch Part 6 (Short Stories) Life goes on in the cubicle world... [136 words] Dragonfly Mile (Short Stories) Whimsical flight of fantasy reality as a young woman tries to find her lost... you tell me... [191 words] [Fantasy] Floaters (Poetry) Beware of things that fly peripherally... [118 words] Garden Of Bones (Poetry) What lies beneath the backyard? [107 words] Hothouse Lizards Part 2 (Novels) Voodoo, soul searching and Spanish moss.... [949 words] Hothouse Lizzards Part 1 (Short Stories) Voodoo, New Orleans, Spanish Moss, etc... all the things that everyone wants to read about... [2,641 words] [Horror] Howling Dog (Poetry) What I hear tonight with senses heightened... [107 words] Is It Real Or Is It Memorex? (Short Stories) You tell me... [82 words] It's That Time Of Year (Poetry) Memories, smells, sounds of Christmas to a young girl. [197 words] Looking At The Moon (Poetry) Waiting for my lover...I wrote this about 12 years ago and I gave it to my husband for Valentine's Day after we were married... [149 words] Madness Amongst The Dust (Poetry) Ssshhh! [81 words] Man And A Tree (Poetry) What happens in a relationship when a man tries to contain a woman and not let her be herself. [215 words] [Relationships] Mark Of The Beast Part Three (Short Stories) The saga continues with a gal stuck in Armageddon. [174 words] Mist Walkers (Short Stories) How I feel every time I visit a new cemetary... [112 words] Mold Or Old? (Poetry) A woman faces her fears of growing old... [116 words] Night In Antigua (Short Stories) Part one of a slighted warrior bent on revenge towards his derelict father... [194 words] Nightmare At Brushy Creek (Short Stories) While sleeping dreams become reality... [106 words] Nocturnal Juices (Poetry) Sexual demon encounter. [103 words] Procrastination 2003 (Poetry) Waiting can be the death of you. [87 words] Pull Of The Tides (Poetry) Lovers searching... who knows. [246 words] Roachtrap (Poetry) Like sticky glue the roach is caught! [125 words] Rutapottamus (Poetry) I think I saw a Rutapottamus... [114 words] Smoke Lover (Poetry) Hint of smoke, love ? [68 words] Take Me To The South (Poetry) Simple diddy re the South. [187 words] The Countess Of Storymania (Poetry) Everyone knows. [13 words] The Cubicle (Short Stories) Working in a box and what is does to the psyche... [104 words] The Evil Root (Short Stories) Manna Madness runs rampant. [165 words] The Hidden (Poetry) - [27 words] The Keepsake (Short Stories) Love Story... read and review... come one come all! [837 words] [Relationships] The Locket (Short Stories) You tell me.... Please read and review... feel free to comment! [880 words] The Lost Garden (Poetry) Lost History. [129 words] The Machine (Poetry) Sensitive abortion piece from the baby's viewpoint [160 words] The Mantel (Poetry) Leaving your heart on the mantel.... and more. [160 words] The Presidents (Poetry) Twisty and hidden.. You tell me.. I'll let you know if you're right. [122 words] The Talking House (Poetry) Echoes of old earth and stone.. are you listening? [107 words] The Tree Of Life (Poetry) I have a tree in my backyard that I'm sure is the center of the universe... There is a suburbia of animals et all living there... Please Read... [119 words] The Wooden Box (Short Stories) Lesson in shared grief through an antique box. [509 words] [Motivational] Tick Tock (Poetry) Betrayal.... [55 words] Wanderlust (Poetry) You guess... vampire... or lover??? [150 words] White White Wonderland (Poetry) A short poem scaling seasons from childhood to adult... [134 words] [Motivational]
My Curse D G Williford
My Curse
All of my life I have lived with this curse
Oh would that I could cast it away
Everything I touch becomes a movie in my brain
Stranger’s as well as family member’s secrets are not safe near me
I brush against a painting in the museum and see
A young woman in a red dress worrying that no one
will buy or even like her art
And that she shouldn’t have had so much wine last night
and that her cuticles looked horrible and who
was going to drive Nana to her dialysis appointment?
I pick up a candy wrapper in the park and see
An old woman pulling a freckle faced little boy
of about seven by his arm
He is hurting and very sad inside
He wonders why his mommy left him to go to Heaven
and why he has to live with this mean woman that
always smells like cabbage and fish and drools all
over her shirt when she falls asleep in her chair
I try on a dress in the department store and see
A woman that twirls and spins, tears of joy
streaming down her face
She is laughing because tonight she is going to a party
to celebrate her victory over cancer.
I sit down in a chair in my Doctor’s waiting room and see
A young man holding his grandfather’s hand
He is worried about the test results from his grandmother’s CAT scan
He thought they had removed the entire tumor. He doesn’t want his
Grandfather to be alone.
This is my curse, my life, my bane, my joy,
my hope, my gift and my despair.
READER'S REVIEWS (8) DISCLAIMER: STORYMANIA DOES NOT PROVIDE AND IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR REVIEWS. ALL REVIEWS ARE PROVIDED BY NON-ASSOCIATED VISITORS, REGARDLESS OF THE WAY THEY CALL THEMSELVES.
"could feel the angst - the visions were nicely described." -- echo.
"I really liked this very honest and open piece..." -- e. rocco caldwell.
"Hi, moving piece, I liked it. kind regards Diana Venditti" -- Diana Vendittit , Italy.
"Thank you echo, Rocco and DV. The idea just came to me sitting here at work, and I had to submit it. It was also a small tribute for Breast Cancer Awareness Month. " -- Author.
"It's a nice idea, I like the little vignettes you've presented. I don't know if this is listed as poetry but if it is, I think (just my opinion here)it's a bit too prosaic. I feel you could tighten it a bit, but again that's just my opinion : )" -- kavya.
"Thanks for your review kavya. How would you "tighen it up"? This is the first time I've written anything like this, and it was written so fast with no specific meter, etc. in mind. Suggestions, if you please! Thanks Deb" -- Author.
"Well, of course this is just my opinion, but if you can get anything out of it super. I know nothing about meter and stuff, I'm just going to give you my own, flawed opinion ; ). Let's take the first 4 lines- I felt you kind of gave it away too quickly, you know? Maybe just say something like "I saw today, like I saw yesterday, my curse in the face of others..." I wouldn't be so direct right off, use a few, well-chosen words to make a powerful impact, it's the first brushstroke, so to speak.Then you could go into the vignettes directly, but again, I think it would be nice if you used a few, simple powerful words to paint your picture.Feel the scene and describe what impacted you the most, a colour, a smell. If you put it to together honestly, right from your gut, it will work. I don't think I have enough space to go into the poem in detail here but I would be happy to discuss it with you, perhaps by mail. Let me know.This piece has potential and I think you write well. Keep at it!" -- kavya.
"Thank you again. I see what you are saying and it is a bit forced. I think if I had just let the visions flow that it would have worked better. I like your idea about changing the first lines. I may rewrite this in a different approach and see what happens... thanks for your time and help. Deb" -- Author.
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